EPILOGUE: The dawn of a new age / The darkness of evil
(Tokyo, Japan: 5:34am: June 9th, 1996)
It was quiet in the city of Japan. The birds were chirping, crickets were fading away with their buzzes from the night before; the sun was rising. As the sun came over the horizon, people started to poke out from their hiding places. They wandered out into the open, slowly, making sure there were no shokilas' around. One man came out of a grocery store. He peered to his left, and gasped as he watched a shokilas squirm on the ground. Within a few seconds, it stopped. The man walked over to it, poking it with a broom he attained from the store. He walked over to it slowly. He poked it, but it didn't move. Then, he kicked it with his foot. The shokilas was dead. A feeling of joy fell over him as he looked at everyone walking down the street.
The sun was now coming out even brighter and the sky shined a bright yellow-orange. As the people gathered in the streets, a helicopter landed on a platform overlooking the people in the street. A young man came out, wearing an expensive, old kimono and much ancient jewelry. It was the Prime Minister of Tokyo. Over speakers that put out his voice through the entire city, he explained how the humans had won, and that the shokilas' were dead. "We have survived the invasion from the shokilas'. They are all dead. The sun has dried them out, and they couldn't make it back to the sea. As for the rest of them in the sewers, they will be exterminated immediately." He said, standing on a podium as he spoke to his people. "But we must remember, we didn't, and couldn't win, without the help of Godzilla. He stopped the shokilas' advance, and killed the giant."
The Prime Minister continued his speech. "This day marks the day of a new awakening for Tokyo, for Japan." The people in the streets listened carefully, not moving an inch. "I will help you all rebuild this city. We shall make it even better than the past years. Our future children will not fall to evil again. They will not suffer what we people have had to go through for 42 years. Be ready for the dawn of a new age."
As the Prime Minister continued his speech, the city started to wake. But in the heart of the city, there was no sound to be heard. Deep inside the crater, caused by Godzilla and Megashokilas, there was a slight stirring. As light poured into the crater from the rising of the sun, a single moving shokilas lay at the bottom. All around it were dead shokilas', dried and shriveled from the lack of water. Some were de-clawed from trying to dig their way to a water source. As the little shokilas struggled its way out, it walked under a stream of sunlight that shined down on it, and with its last squeal, it died. The sight marked the end for the shokilas', and the revival of Tokyo.
As for the rest of the shokilas', the survivors were heading out to sea. On their way to the ocean and out of the harbor, a brownish-green shokilas, about four feet long, with wing-like flippers, made a shrill sound and headed out into the water. Once in the water, it swam furiously passed all the shokilas', who were merely crawling on the ocean floor. It swam further out to sea, and headed out into the darkness.
After a few hours, it reached a small canyon, filled with holes. It swam through them, in and out, until it reached a very deep and dark hole. It flew down into it, and into the dark abyss. A few minutes later, a loud, bellowing, beastly squeal, louder than Godzilla's roar, could be heard across the ocean.
For this story, i wanted to introduce a new kaiju, and i thought the Shokilas deserved more credit than they got in "Godzilla Returns (1985)." The stories lengthened as i grew in experience with being a creative writer, and i wanted to show more character development and monster battling than the last story. Hope you all enjoyed!
COMING SOON: Biollante's Revenge
COMING SOON: Biollante's Revenge